Chapter 12. Hanky-Panky

Curtis's POV

With our fervid eyes locked, I took her slender hand in mine and sparks erupted through my entire body like sitting in an electric chair. 

“I’m Curtis Black of the Dark Wolverson Pack.” Fuck me! I thought to myself. 

My wolf danced around in my head with its tail wagging in happiness. We stood in a brief moment of silence, looking at each other.

I thought Sianna was prettier but this girl had me drowning in the ambience of her buzzing presence. She smiled brightly so that her face lit up into an angelic beauty. This was my gorgeous mate. I was please. 

She licked her apple-red lips looking at me, and then sensually bit one side of the lower one. Damn! She was seducing me and no avalanche could cool the heat of hardness in my pants.

My wolf tried to force me onto her. “Mine!” he roared out loud.

I fought him back as she replied “Yours.”

The terms "mine" and "yours" have great meanings in the